Not Gang Affiliated - Yoza

Don't ask me how I do it, watch how I move I need every thing fast for me, it ain't safe cruising I'm trying to double up on this little money right quick 'Cause when its time to do business, who gonna fund this shit I hop out, they get to talking, "Look how he walking" I went shopping at Niemans but got my shoes from the Slauson Corporate street nigga, that won't change Put me in a museum and write 'LA gangsta, but he was gettin' paid' Watch these niggas before they steal something You ain't got to tell me your business, don't need to know if you kill something I'm too solid boy, Broadway boy If we do business that don't mean you my partner, boy I could said that I'm the realest nigga But all these real ass niggas ain't never had to do real shit So what's real when you think about it, nigga think about it I got my gun I can't leave without it I'm affiliated, with million dollar niggas Ex-cons, poppers and drug dealers I'm affiliated, with niggas that ain't got shit to lose Doing shit to hit the news I can't leave the streets alone, even tho a nigga hot Still parkin' Beamers on the block I can't leave the streets alone, even tho I'm gettin' paper It's the life of a westside banger I'm in my own lane, on a mission, so ain't no compition Don't talk around these hoes, they come around fishin' It's like clockwork, lets flock to the cash house To the stash house then circle right back around Don't need to know if it ain't beneficial, I don't take pictures with pistols 'Cause that the shit they gonna use against you So many people done lost and ain't go to college Everybody got shot or they got prison numbers Everybody got interrogated And I thank God for my niggas that didn't make no statements The g homies just took a dub I know what you thinking, yeah that sound super long but he coming home Keep your chin up and your toes down About to slide up Western 'cause I heard there were some hoes down Can't no bitch nigga bother me I'm getting paid, home boy, you ain't stoppin' me I'm affiliated, with million dollar niggas Ex-cons, poppers and drug dealers I'm affiliated, with niggas that ain't got shit to lose Doing shit to hit the news I can't leave the streets alone, even tho a nigga hot Still parking Beamers on the block I can't leave the streets alone, even tho I'm gettin' paper It's the life of a westside banger

Yeah (yeah) I'm reloadin' (I'm reloadin') Yeah (yeah) Yeah, I been countin' money so long it make my hands ache Yeah, 100 round in the trunk, can't even stand straight Yeah, gon' pop more than one, start hallucinatin' 'Lotta diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate My hood hotter than a sauna, nigga, whackin' shit Flood that lil' bitch out in stones, and got a badder bitch Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliate Told her, "Don't be worried 'bout none, lil' one killin' shit" I take criminals where I go, but I'm legitimate Put so many chains on, it made my head hurt You can't shoot it out the car, put in leg work Why you gon' shoot him in the chest when you hit his head first? I was sellin' water-water, and missed the school bus Had to place another order, bought more Lamb' trucks Came up breakin' laws, had to get my hands dirty Used to hang with 'em feds, gave my mans 30 When they searched the rental, that's when I knew the feds were lurkin' Watch my grandma go to prison, made my heart hurt Bought a gang of cars like a pack of Starburst Yeah, I been countin' money so long it make my hands ache Yeah, 100 round in the trunk, can't even stand straight Yeah, gon' pop more than one, start hallucinatin' 'Lotta diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate My hood hotter than a sauna, nigga, whackin' shit (Smurk, Pluto) Flood that lil' bitch out in stones, and got a badder bitch (let's get it, damn) Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliate (yeah) I'm a street nigga, I'm affiliated with the gang wars (facts) So many murders goin' on, I been hit, I ask a nigga what he changed for (brrah) I done seen my homie die right in front of me with his gun drawn I'm fightin' attempted murders, I still be walkin' 'round with my gun showin', nigga I'm from the mud-mud, you need a job 'til my people make a nigga check stub Shoot up the block and pick the shell-cases up, and make the police officer work for it I'm too street, when I'm in the zone, I take drugs by the two-three (drugs-drugs) And it's proof I don't fuck with too many niggas, pull up in the hood in two-seats Young wild niggas, I'ma stay 'round, ridin' hot cars with no license (hell) Don't play, he'll kill you like a dark-skin, whole time bro ass light-skin (gang) He'll kill you for a light ten, on a nigga ass like a tight end (ha) Bro, I gave you only 'til the night end, young street nigga duck indictments (night end, let's get it) Yeah, I been countin' money so long it make my hands ache Yeah, 100 round in the trunk, can't even stand straight Yeah, gon' pop more than one, start hallucinatin' 'Lotta diamonds on my arm, look like roller-skate My hood hotter than a sauna, nigga, whackin' shit Flood that lil' bitch out in stones, and got a badder bitch Posted on the corner where it's yellow tape Had to buy my bitch a gun, gang affiliate

The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Ideal love, a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell out, maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Coercion of the senses We are not so gullible Our great expectations A future for the good Fornication makes you happy No escape from society Natural is not in it Your relations are of power We all have good intentions But all with strings attached Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Ideal love, a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell out, maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine